I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 10: Diverting trouble to the east
The white fleshy tentacles, as thick as chopsticks, have grown to more than half a foot long.

They were densely packed and wriggling on the surface of the corpse, and seemed to be continuing to grow.

"What are you doing here, you beast?"

"Why didn't you wait until the picking festival on July 15th and let my son eat it? Now my poor son has become like this, half-human, half-ghost!"

The village chief pawed his mouth in anger, directing all his criticism at Jin Chan who was standing nearby.

However, Jin Chan also sensed something wrong from this sentence.

"Let your son eat it? Wouldn't that make the whole village immortal?"

While Jin Chan was questioning, a complete white hand bone had grown out from his right shoulder.

"Bah! Are those heartless bastards worthy enough?"

The old village chief choked and spat a mouthful of disgusting thick phlegm onto the floor.

"I might as well tell you that there has never been any method of immortality from the beginning. This is all made up by me, an old man!"

"Haha, a bunch of idiots actually believed me for twenty years and let me manipulate them for twenty years!"

The old village chief laughed arrogantly, venting all the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years.

"There is no way to achieve immortality?"

Hearing this, Jin Chan was also surprised.

This old man actually made the whole village go crazy, and no one knows why.

While Jin Chan was in a daze, the village chief's son was becoming more and more out of human form.

I saw two tentacles as thick as a basin growing from the soles of his feet, lifting him up high.

I don't know when the head fell between his legs.

The eyeball without pupil was rolling around in the eye socket.

The strangest thing is that at the neck, where the head should have been placed, there actually grew a bronze incense burner.

There are three burning incense sticks on the incense burner.

roar~~~~
The monster suddenly opened its mouth wide and roared.

The shrill sound, like ten thousand roosters crowing at the same time, shook the whole village.

Some elderly people who had already fallen asleep were almost frightened to death.

"hungry"

The monster crawled towards the golden cicada, with saliva dripping all over the ground.

"Son, you can't eat anymore. Look at what you have become!"

"Wait a little longer, July 15th is coming soon, why not hurry up now!"

The village chief stood in front of his son and spread his arms to block the other party's way forward.

"hungry"

This monster didn't seem to be very intelligent, and kept repeating this word over and over in his mouth.

"No, listen to Dad, you really can't eat anymore!"

"hungry"

The monster crouched down, and without warning, bit off the old village chief's head and began chewing it in its mouth.

After swallowing it, he kept muttering "It tastes bad, it tastes bad."

The old village chief probably never thought until his death that after scheming for half his life, he would eventually die at the hands of his own son.

It also received a review of “unpalatable”.

"hungry"

The monster looked at the cicada again. After eating another piece of garbage, its desire for cicada meat became even stronger.

"What the hell should I do?" Jin Chan cursed anxiously.

No one knew where the bag containing the fireflies was thrown.

At this time, even starting a fire is impossible.

"Are you going to rely on your immortality to starve this monster to death?"

The thought flashed through my mind, but was quickly rejected.

However, with the idea of ​​diverting the trouble away, Jin Chan slipped away and ran out of the house.

Fortunately, this monster doesn't move very fast.

The two fat tentacles under the soles of the feet wriggled forward like snakes.

Before the monster left the old house, Jin Chan had already run to the center of the village.

While running, he shouted: "There are monsters, everyone come out quickly! The village chief, Li Ying and the others were all killed, they died miserably!"

The sound soon spread to every corner of the village.

Some brave villagers ran out of their homes with kitchen knives, shovels and other tools.

"Xiao Jin, are you saying that the village chief is dead?"

The first few people who came out asked with a worried look on their faces.

"Yeah, that monster bit his head off and it's now completely cold!"

Jin Chan pointed to the distance and said at the hazy figure of the monster.

"Fuck, grab your weapons!"

"Damn it, my dream of immortality. Now that the village chief is dead, who will cook the golden cicada?"

A rough middle-aged man in his forties picked up the hoe in his hand and shouted at the crowd in indignation.

Upon hearing this, everyone around became furious as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

However, this anger was not for revenge for the old village chief, but for their own dreams of immortality.

Just as this group of people were preparing to take action.

The monster squirmed its body and was already not far away.

Look at it under the moonlight in the sky.

It was like tens of thousands of skinned snakes kneaded together.

After seeing the true appearance of the monster.

The few people who were still shouting a second ago all collapsed to the ground in fear.

"Isn't this Alang?"

Someone recognized the head between the monster's legs. It was the village chief's son who should have died twenty-one years ago.

"It's Alang, didn't he die a long time ago?"

The stuttering sounds were so loud that some people even wet their pants out of fear.

They originally thought that the monster Jin Chan was talking about was at most a wild beast they had never seen before.

But who knows.

This thing in front of me, which is neither human nor ghost, is completely beyond my comprehension.

"Liu, Zhang"

The monster tilted its head and frowned, as if it recognized some of them.

"Brother Alang, it's me, it's me, I'm Xiao Liu!"

When I saw my former elder brother, I actually recognized myself.

The forty-something "Xiao Liu" quickly tried to get closer and put his warm face close to him.

"You... don't save me"

The monster opened and closed its mouth and uttered a few words with difficulty.

"Brother Alang, I'm sorry. I was blinded by greed. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Seeing Alang recalling the past, Xiao Liu was so scared that he knelt on the ground and kept slapping him in the face.

Pa~pa~pa~
After a few slaps, Xiao Liu's face swelled up.

This guy seemed really scared, and showed no mercy when he attacked me.

"Damn it, damn it."

A tentacle spurted out of Alang's mouth, wrapped around Xiao Liu's head, and then lifted him up high.

The tentacles exerted a slight force, and with a puff, the head exploded, and bright red brain matter splattered on the ground like a burst watermelon.

Throw the body aside.

The monster stared at the few people it knew in front of it, and even Jin Chan was temporarily left aside.

"Let's fight. If we can kill him once, we can kill him a second time!"

There were still a few guys who were not afraid of death and actually planned to go up and fight to the death.

Jin Chan took advantage of this opportunity, quietly slipped out from the crowd, and ran towards the ancestral hall.

His purpose was very clear, which was the nearly 900,000 fireflies buried under the ancestral hall.

(End of this chapter)